Chapter 296: Chapter 296

However, to establish a club, someone needs to manage it. Rong Zhi is definitely busy, Ying Yunlin is joining the company, so this responsibility temporarily falls on Ethan.

After discussing the direction of the racing team, the next topic is the team name. Rong Zhi doesn’t participate in the discussion due to his lack of naming talent, so Ying Yunlin and Ethan pondered over it, but the two men could only come up with names like ’Emperor’ and ’King’, which couldn’t be more outdated.

Ying Hengyu couldn’t stand it anymore, he considered ATS’s previous situation and finally had a moment of clarity.

"How about Phoemix? In ancient Hua Country mythology, it signifies the rebirth of the phoenix, which perfectly matches our current situation."

After the introduction, Ethan and the team learned that Ying Hengyu is Rong Zhi’s brother and a fan of their racing team. Ethan had a good impression of him and nodded upon hearing this, "Sounds good."

"Then it’s settled," Ying Yunlin decided on the team name, and then for the club, "Since it’s called Phoenix, let’s call the club Shanhai. With vast mountains and rivers, it sounds nice."

Ethan had no objections.

With these matters arranged, the next issue is the drivers. Ying Hengyu wants to join the team, and their numbers are just right, but after so many races, their enthusiasm has been worn out.

Now mentioning competitions, apart from Sophiron, everyone else looks dispirited and hopeless.

Ying Yunlin thought this wouldn’t do, so he rubbed his chin and turned to the young man, "How about giving them special training? There’s still a month until the competition starts. If you have time, you could help train them."

He was just worried she might have other things to attend to.

Rong Zhi didn’t mind. Besides needing to pay attention to RH Group and Ying Family’s cooperation, she had some free time. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novèlfire.net

After getting her response, Ying Yunlin thought for a moment and said, "Then it’s decided. Starting from 8 o’clock tomorrow morning, you will first train with me, and after 3 PM, Little Nine will take you."

Ying Hengyu: "Great!"

Sophiron blinked dazedly, and blinked again, "Is Little Ying God really going to train us?"

The other team members also looked over with hopeful eyes.

Ying Yunlin nodded, smiling, "Of course, she never goes back on her word."

Sophiron immediately jumped up from the sofa excitedly, "Great! I will train hard!"

After finalizing the training schedule, Rong Zhi left Ying Hengyu at the villa to get along with his future teammates, and then returned to the castle with Ying Yunlin.

With nothing to do in the evening, Rong Zhi prepared to go to the aroma room to research new perfumes. Just as she stepped in, Ying Yunlin called her away, asking if she wanted to go to a bar.

"Don’t waste your bartender skills, come on, brother will take you out to have fun."

Before she could refuse, Ying Yunlin forcibly put a jacket on her and dragged her out.

Foreign bars are different from domestic ones; foreigners are always more open-minded, with heavy metal music making people’s nerves tingle. Rong Zhi was pushed behind the bar by Ying Yunlin, and she slightly lifted her eyelids, giving Ying Yunlin a cool glance.

She thought he was really taking her out for fun, but it turned out he wanted her to work at a friend’s newly opened bar.

Ying Yunlin sat on a high stool, spinning an octagonal cup with a mischievous smile, rejecting an invitation from a blonde, blue-eyed beauty, and raised his voice to Rong Zhi, "Help your brother out with his business."

He was one of the shareholders of this bar.

Rong Zhi expressionlessly took off her jacket. She was wearing a wool turtleneck sweater, took the clothes handed to her by another bartender, and casually pushed her hair back.

With elegant brows and eyes, a slight, clear mist in her eyes, exuding a bit of chill, she pursed her lips, projecting an aura of rebellion and wildness.

Ignoring the subtle rise and fall of her chest, she was a living incarnation of a noble scion.

When customers came to order drinks, their eyes couldn’t help but glance at her, then ask the owner for her contact details.

Ying Yunlin clicked his tongue, "Why is your market better than mine?"

Rong Zhi shook the shaker with her left hand, the ice clinking crisply. She poured the light green liquor into an octagonal cup, then clapped a mint leaf on top, finishing a mojito.

The lime aroma lingered at her nose. The youth slightly lowered her eyes, her fair, jade-like fingers gracefully mixing drinks, unintentionally causing customers at the bar to gasp softly.

Seeing more and more people gathering, Ying Yunlin quietly drank his wine.

See, in this world, looks still matter.

He leaned lazily against the bar, his gaze casually sweeping across the room. Colorful young men and women were entangled, dancing together. Those who clicked left to find a quiet place for intimacy.

Ying Yunlin wasn’t interested, looked around, and was about to take back his gaze when he caught sight of a figure out of the corner of his eye. He blinked, thinking he was mistaken.

Looking closely again, indeed, it was her.

Her frameless glasses were off, her long black hair styled into big waves, cascading as she shook her head. Her delicate and pretty face, slender figure moved nimbly in the dance floor.

Seeing Ying Yunlin unresponsive for a while, Rong Zhi slowly wiped her hands, followed his gaze, paused, then raised a lazy brow.

The good girl turned into a midnight vixen?

The Fu sisters, each one more brilliant than the last.

On stage, Fu Jinyi had shed her usual ladylike dress for a hot miniskirt, her long legs straight and pale, unaffected by ten-centimeter heels, enjoying herself on the floor.

Many men had been eyeing her for a while, their hearts filled with restless desire.

Fu Jinyi curled her red lips, made a suggestive gesture with a finger, inviting one of them onto the stage for a dance.

The man, obviously never invited by such a beautiful girl, blushed deeply, nervously stepping up while his friends cheered.

Fu Jinyi treated him like a post to dance around, every movement filled with allure.

She had been playing the good girl at the Ying’s for two days, finally catching a chance to let loose.

The man, flirting in a daze, could do nothing but stand stiffly.

As the music changed, Fu Jinyi blew him a kiss, dismissing him from the stage.

Watching the entire performance, Ying Yunlin couldn’t help but applaud, "Amazing, compared to Fu Shan An, this Fu Jinyi is really bold, and a good secret-keeper."

Rong Zhi pushed a cocktail to a customer.

The next second, the customer pushed it back to her, speaking in a suggestively warm tone, "This is for you."

The red liquor swirled, Rong Zhi glanced at the drink called ’Not Going Home Tonight’, a faint smile on her lips, her cool fingertips brushed the customer’s lips, speaking slowly, "Sorry, someone’s waiting for me at home."

The customer seemed slightly surprised, regretfully kissed her hand, "Pity indeed."

Taking the drink, the customer swayed away, searching for the next target.

Ying Yunlin eyed the lip print on Rong Zhi’s hand, jealously sneered, "Really want to bring Bai Su here and show him how you really flirt."

So he can get jealous, he’s not going to be the only sour one.

At around two in the morning, the bar closed, and customers left one after another. Rong Zhi changed clothes, while Ying Yunlin smoked, waiting for her before signaling to leave.

At night, foreign countries have no barbecue stalls. Ying Yunlin went to fetch the car.

Rong Zhi unlocked her phone to reply to messages, waiting forever but he never returned, so she called him.